The Getaway Drive

“On a dark desert highway, cool wind through my hair

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air”

I’ve been on this road for what seems like an eternity. The air is dry and the sky is lit up with the moon and stars. The only noise I hear is the music from the car radio as it cuts through the cold air. I might actually be in the clear, I might actually get away with this. I don’t know where I’m driving, I didn’t think I would get this far. I don’t know if I’ve been on the road for 5 hours or 5 days, the monotony of the drive has caused all the days to blend together. I suppose we should go to where this story began, me in a car with something that doesn’t belong to me. I don’t know why I did what I did. I suppose for the thrill of the chase, or just because there was nowhere left to turn. Anyways, after getting away with the loot, both problems have amplified. There is no chase, no thrill, and I now, most definitely have nowhere else to turn. I look in the back seats of the car to make sure all of the money is still there and didn’t get blown away in the wind. I just want to go somewhere, go home. Have a destination to this drive, or just a destination in general. Ah, that’s why I did what I did, I wanted a destination. My whole existence has been just roaming with small goals to achieve. But I wonder, what is my main destination. Then I hear it, “Pull over your vehicle”. Now the chase begins. The highway is empty so I floor the gas. Finally, the thrill I was looking for. The wind pushes through my face and blows back my hair, and the cash flies out of the convertible top from the bag. I don’t mind much. Though, my happiness was short lived. The sirens become louder and louder until eventually, they drowned out the music. I’ve lost. As I pump the breaks and the cops swarm my vehicle, I let out a sigh. Though I’ve been caught, one thing makes me happy. It’s the thought that finally, 

“I’m coming off this long and winding road”

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